She walks by the mirror disgusted by her looks
So she hides behind all these books
She wants some one to love her
But people keep telling her some ones better
She Wants to see the joys in life
But she's to worried about afterlife
She wants to be thin like the others
So she forces the food out not even bothered
When people ask her why so down she replies with a simple
"I'm fine"
At night she asks the moon tell the stars thank you
For the stars know and help her through
She tries hard but there's only so much she can do
For she knows what they say is true
She listens to it all ,take these , try this, don't use that use this,

She heard it all before
Pressure
Pressure,
Pressure

This all happened because the way she looks.....
And she can surely tell